First and Only

Allison Grayhurst


First and Only


The first time I found you

at the donut shop with the perfect balance

of youth and torment

absorbed in every movement, I knew I found

an eternal friend. The first time you sang, I felt

a fiery and surprising happiness.

The first hug we shared on the church steps

as the music played below was like a wave,

strong and soothing

rippling along my back and arms.

Our first kiss outside the café, when the rain

was about to fall, told me there would be

no number to our days, no greater gift but

to feel this – our lips once apart,

now vibrant, like a new being.

Our first laugh together as we drank our coffee told us

the depths we shared could be lightened by one another,

gave us more than important conversation, gave us

a rope to sometimes swing on and…

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